Chapter 222

Stormy POV

“What?” I gasped, a little too loudly. “What are you doing here?”

She got up quickly, grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a little red mushroom table.

“We can’t look suspicious. The staff here is more paranoid than us!” She hissed.

I blinked a few times to make sure I was seeing my friend in an asylum for mentally challenged wolves. The last time I saw her, she went off with her father. It was all she ever wanted.

“How on earth are you here?” I asked.

She rubbed her pale hands together. She couldn’t meet my stare anymore.

“My dad sent me here.”

“He did? Did something happen?”

Hazel shook her head. “No. Well, I don’t know if anything did happen. I woke up on a day, and my dad’s guards were ushering me into a black car. I didn’t take anything from home.”

“How long did this happen after you left the Institute?”

“I don’t know…” she stared at the ceiling. “Three days. That’s how long my dad could